Respect is going on tonight aspect
 Ward a man in a prison for all the a reason
 Can't judge a man before you walk a mile inna him shoes
 Shags man say so
 Watch this
 
 It bun me fi see mi little brother in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
 It bun me, another black man in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
 
 Hurt me fi see mi little brother in a jail
 A 25 years to life and 50 million dollar bill
 Many time trying to escape and many times fail
 And eat him bread that is stale and get him lick with gippo
 Now the tracks are in tears, the boy face look pale
 Man them beat him with the baton, read him personal mail
 Him could a graduate Harvard and graduate Yale
 But him muma have rebut it 'cause she know her son fail
 
 It bun me fi see mi brother in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
 It bun me, another black man in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
 
 Before you
 Commit the crime make sure you can do the time
 No bother pair with no idiot 'cause them we drop dime
 Bank book have fi find in case you're off and bare the find
 'Cause they will lock you in a prison
 Away from mankind
 Everyday you bark your face when you have no gal fi grain
 Inna one big, dotty parlour catch up and you're behind
 
 It bun me fi see mi little brethrin in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
 It bun me, another black man in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
 
 Jamaica a the land of wood and water
 The wood might a free but you have fi pay fi water
 Everytime light go down they use the wood make fire
 Ressources use up the country
 Hand up and shout
 Another man lick, yell help, we neither see or go
 They here beat, be and bib well none of them no better
 Right a now we want a new brand prime minister
 We want a little ghetto youth with some bright idea
 
 It bun me fi see mi little brother in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
 It bun me, another black man in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
 
 Youths and youths hitch up on the corner
 Better you be a hustler than to be a smuggler
 If you is a smuggler you 'bout go kill all danger
 Better you sell some stockist, cough up all gleaner
 If you is a smuggler you carry a revolver
 You either behind the bar or six foot under
 
 It bun me fi see mi little brother in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
 It bun me, another black man in a jail
 Bun me fi see mi brethrin behind the rail
 
 Bun me fi see mi little brother in a jail
 A 25 years to life and 50 million dollar bill
 Many time trying to escape and many times fail(ME)
 Eat him bread that is stale and get him lick with gippo
 The tracks are in tears, the boy face look pale
 Them beat him with the baton, read him personal mail
 Him could a graduate Harvard, graduate Yale
 Him muma have rebut it 'cause she know her son fail
 
 It bun me fi see mi little brother in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
 It bun me, another black man in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
 
 Jamaica a the land of wood and water
 Wood might a free but you have fi pay fi water
 Everytime light go down they use the wood make fire
 Resources use up the country
 Hand up and shout
 Another man lick, yell help, we neither see or go
 They here beat, be and bib well none of them no better
 Right a now we want a new brand prime minister
 Want a little ghetto-youth with some bright idea
 Want fi make the ghetto-people them start prosper
 Want fi make the ghetto-people them start live better
 Come take it from Shaggy deh round mike a lecture
 Put your hand inna the air and read the Holy Script
 Chaka
 
 'Cause it bun me fi see mi brethrin in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail
 It bun me, another black man in a jail
 Bun me fi see the youth stand up behind the rail